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He was the silence wrapped in storm clouds She was hope with a heartbeat loud enough for two Some stories don't begin with love- They begin with shared benches, soft glances, shy smiles, and friendship woven through whispered moments She met him in pieces-his smile, his eyes, his chaos, his silence And slowly, without trying, he became a chapter she didn't know she was writing For him, she was a promise he never knew he had to keep ------------------------------------------------------- "Not a perfect beginning, but a love that grew anyway Threaded through time, stitched in all the right places" ------------------------------------------------------- Tropes :- Reserved guy × introvert girl Friends to lovers Opposites attract Slow burn Desi romance 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓼 -------------------------------------------------------
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